[It's hard to focus on anything when Ronan's doing that. Definitely hard to focus on what he says, but though Adam's thoughts are scattered, he hears it. He thinks about Ronan, on his knees between Adam's legs, asking what Adam wants, and he likes it - he absolutely does - but he's not sure that's quite fair.
And fairness is so important, after all.
He reaches down, catches Ronan's jaw in shaky fingers so he'll look at Adam, so their eyes can meet.]
You can't ask what I want like what you want doesn't matter.
[He trails his fingers over Ronan's lips, trying to control his own breathing. It really isn't easy, all things considered, but Ronan deserves a taste of his own medicine after - well, all the things he's been saying, everything that gets under Adam's skin and makes him feel like he's going to melt, like he can't think of anything but Ronan's mouth and hands and cock.]
Not that I don't like the idea of you obeying my every whim.
[Adam's mouth quirks into his own amused little smile.]
I want you to kiss me until neither of us can breathe. I want you to leave marks on my neck where everyone can see. I want you to jerk off thinking about me even when we'll see each other right after - even if I'm watching. I want to come in your mouth, I want you to fuck me until I can't see straight and all I can do is say your name. I want you to want me more than you've ever wanted anything in your life.
[He should be embarrassed, saying all of that - he absolutely will be later, when they're not in the middle of this, when Ronan's mouth hasn't just been on him, when Ronan hasn't just said he'll do anything. But right now, it's easy, Adam's not self-conscious. He wants to say it, he wants it to have an effect on Ronan just the way Ronan has an effect on him. He wants to take Ronan apart. He wants this, all of it, so badly, and he's so hard he can barely think.]
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And fairness is so important, after all.
He reaches down, catches Ronan's jaw in shaky fingers so he'll look at Adam, so their eyes can meet.]
You can't ask what I want like what you want doesn't matter.
[He trails his fingers over Ronan's lips, trying to control his own breathing. It really isn't easy, all things considered, but Ronan deserves a taste of his own medicine after - well, all the things he's been saying, everything that gets under Adam's skin and makes him feel like he's going to melt, like he can't think of anything but Ronan's mouth and hands and cock.]
Not that I don't like the idea of you obeying my every whim.
[Adam's mouth quirks into his own amused little smile.]
I want you to kiss me until neither of us can breathe. I want you to leave marks on my neck where everyone can see. I want you to jerk off thinking about me even when we'll see each other right after - even if I'm watching. I want to come in your mouth, I want you to fuck me until I can't see straight and all I can do is say your name. I want you to want me more than you've ever wanted anything in your life.
[He should be embarrassed, saying all of that - he absolutely will be later, when they're not in the middle of this, when Ronan's mouth hasn't just been on him, when Ronan hasn't just said he'll do anything. But right now, it's easy, Adam's not self-conscious. He wants to say it, he wants it to have an effect on Ronan just the way Ronan has an effect on him. He wants to take Ronan apart. He wants this, all of it, so badly, and he's so hard he can barely think.]
What do you want?